"Alright, everyone, tidy up the table. If there's nothing else, let's call it a day."
Golden Stone Media, meeting room.
In the absence of the boss, He Ying had no choice but to get up and clean up the mess for him.
A mess filled with mixed emotions.
As a perceptive girl, He Ying almost didn't need to think much to see through everything from the expressions on the faces of the top female streamers sitting in the front row.
Ji Shu, wearing a hat, was the first to turn around, crossing her arms and pushing the chair away.
Despite her usual lazy expression, the slight press of her lips was very much a reaction of "I saw it coming."
Yu Qingyue beside her was even calmer, her eyes twinkling beneath her glasses. Her neat sweatshirt couldn't hide her studious aura.
Unlike Ji Shu, who didn't say a word, she came over to help He Ying pack up the projector, glimpsing the barrage at the end of the show overwhelming the laptop screen, while a slight smile appeared at her lips.
